Janae Says...

What does a teacher do in the summer, you ask? She looks for other work, of course! Anything but teaching, obviously .  Since I got back from California (which was a totally uneventful trip because I had no money), this is how my days have been: Wake up Go to the gym for an hour Drink some sort of protein shake Work for Zorkler for an hour Shower/get ready Run any necessary errands (on Tuesday I had a lunch date at Cafe Rio) (on Wednesday I got a free lunch and read my book at the park and had a Frogurt date) (on Thursday I tanned by the pool) Cook dinner (usually chicken/fish, pasta, and some sort of veggie) Watch a movie or two on Netflix Go to bed I also sometimes try different things. Like last night I went to Taylorsville Dayzz to hear the symphony and check out the booths at which I had no money to spend. Last night I also made sweet potato fries! They turned out pretty darn good. I think I'll try again with thinner cuts or longer cook times. And I made...

Anyone who's close to me knows how much I love my cat. So for those of you who aren't close to me, congratulations. You just received your first bit of exclusive "close friends only" tidbit about Janae. Our cat (aka Mr. Shibbs, Shibbs, Shibby, Shibbah, Shibbat-Shibbat, the cutest cat in the world) came to us ten years ago. His mother was a stray cat who had wandered through our house a couple of times, as if to assess the situation. A few nights after she had done so, we heard meowing on our front door step. And there was mother and baby. She looked at us and meowed as if to ask us to please watch over her baby. And so we adopted our favorite ball of fur. Some of you may be judging me and my family, "Oh, they must be 'cat people.'" Actually, this far from the truth. Our family does not "do" cats. But his story is just so cute, who could resist taking care of him, right? Some fun facts about my main man: Shibbs begs like a dog, li...

I have recently decided something. Little statues bother me. Bronze children... Cement fairies... Smiling small people... Why do people put these things in their yards? Creepy.

You know you've been in the land of winter too long when you are Hawaiian and have gotten your first extremely bad sunburn. My face has gotten red before. It turned brown the next day. I've been red before, but it has never actually been painful. This, my friends, is painful. My legs are red, my arms are red, my back is red, my face is red, my chest is red, everything is red! It hurts very badly. Sleeping last night with a sheet was a fun adventure. I woke up all stiff and sore, probably from staying frozen all night to avoid pain. Yesterday, I went to Huntington Beach. My brothers did not want to go with me. And I didn't want to pay $15 to park. So I parked on Magnolia and walked about a mile carrying a really heavy ice chest and some other provisions. It was rough, but worth it. I finally lay down on my straw mat on the sand at 11:30 AM. Unfortunately, at the shore, the weather was really overcast, which means more harmful UV rays. But I'm brown. I don't b...

Why does it always happen that someone is either A. Really attractive but they don't have the qualities I want or need? or B. They have the qualities I want or need but they are not attractive? It sucks.

Just do it. I think we have established several things about me on this blog. Of those many things, a few are worth repeating (and emulating, might I add): I get things done--I am a list person. I have follow-through--I do what I say I will do. I am not a procrastinator. Now, I know not everyone is like me. I think the world would be boring if everybody were like me. But I firmly believe that these three things are necessary for a functioning relationship (of any sort, but especially romantically). Let's make a list of situations when these three traits would have been useful recently: "I will come to see you on that weekend." (Oh wait, I'm going to do these other plans instead. Sorry for not sticking to our plans.) "We will Skype tonight." (Oh wait, I'd rather get PF Chang's with my friends. Sorry , I just really like PF Chang's.) "I will call you tonight." (Oh, what? 4 AM is not tonight anymore? Sorry , I had to spend 1...

There is a certain irony to using an incredibly sharp paring knife to cut up some fruit... And then getting cut on your thumb not from the knife, but from the seed in the peach pit. Seriously? Only me.

Four of my exes are married. FOUR of them. Out of six. That's two thirds of them. One who is still single is not LDS and in no hurry. I'm like the magic charm to get guys married. So dudes, if you're looking to get married... Date me! Then your next girl will be the wifey type. What's my defect?

"It's impossible," said pride. "It's risky," said experience. "It's pointless," said reason. "Give it a try," whispered the heart.